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Just gonna repost this again 🙂‍↕️. Send me those requests. Don’t forget the song.

Y’all know I like to do song based One Shots. Comment some songs yall want me to write to and the wrestler ☺️.

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He be looking toooo good 😩

I genuinely dont understand how this man looks so fine in EVERY single color. Like this man is so fine in general but like he looks so amazing in pink, orange, red, and etc. 🔥

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Heart of a Woman

Author Note: Based on the song Heart of A Woman by Summer Walker. Y'all chose it! I hope you enjoy. If you want to leave a song request for a one shot please comment on this post. Check out my master list for other one shots / stories.

Warning: Smut, Angst, P in V, Oral (f! receiving), Profanity, Praise, Toxic Relationship

Pairing: Zilla Fatu x Black OC

Word Count: 3,210

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Only thing that saving you...

Is a Heart of a Woman…

Indya leaned over the large island in the kitchen of the house she shared with her boyfriend of three years, Isayah. 

Pissed wasn't even the word. She was livid. 

Moments ago she received a random message from an unknown number. It was a message every woman dreads to get. 

A coming to you as a woman message. 

Normally she would ignore it, majority of the time it was just women trying to ruin their relationship. She knew how popular Isayah has become in the last year. His wrestling career really taking off this past year. She knew groupies came with this lifestyle. She had trusted him. But this was a constant cycle they went through. 

But this message was different. It had actual concrete proof. Pictures, screenshots and screen recordings of multiple messages and FaceTime calls.

She couldn't help but to feel the hurt and betrayal. Most of all she was more upset with herself. Knowing that this wasn't the first time, but continuously keep giving him second chances. 

She was so focused on the messages. Continuously scrolling through them, in denial, trying to find something that didn't make this true. The more she kept looking it the more she became upset. Indya was so focused on the messages until the familiar ringtone, signaling an incoming FaceTime from Isayah, came to her phone.  

When she answered the phone she could see he was outside somewhere. Seem like he was talking to someone beside before his focus turned to the phone. "What's up ma, you good?"

"I'm coo'" she was very short with him. Her attitude evident as he furrowed his brows together. She walked into the living room, propping the phone on the table before sitting on the couch. 

Isayah could sense her energy through the phone. "You sure? Yo' tone says otherwise" concern laced in his voice. 

"Who's Erica?" She didn't waste any time, crossing her arms waiting for an answer. 

Isayah scrunched up his eyebrow, a look of confusion on his face "What'chu talkin' about?"

She rolled her eyes before continuing to speak. "I won't ask again Isayah," she stated pointedly "who is Erica?"

He looked away briefly before looking down into the phone "I don't know what'chu talkin' bout Indy"

"So we're going down the route of acting like we're dumb" she nodded her head. She grabbed her phone off the table, going to the message thread. Once she pulled it up she sent all the messages and screen recordings to him. 

Isayah phone dinged from the other end. She watched his face as he read through the messages. He kissed his teeth, exiting out the thread. "Indya that's someone I used to deal with a long time ago. Haven't seen that girl in years"

"Do you really expect me to believe that?" Indya frowned. "You must take me as a dumb bitch if you think I'ma just let you sit here and lie to me when there's fucking proof!" she raised her voice. Getting more and more upset. 

"You just gon' believe her over what I'm tellin' you. I'm yo' man right?" Isayah voice rising with every word. 

"Are you my man though?" Indya lifted an eyebrow. She stared right back at him as he shot dagger through the screen. 

"Indya, stop fuckin' playin' with me. I told you I ain't seen that girl in years, the fuck you trippin' for?" Indya was token back from his words, before nodding her head.

"You know what since you wanna play dumb, I'll act fucking stupid. Go be with that bitch and stay the fuck away from me. You're single, fuck you!" Indya hung up before he could get another word in. She threw her phone down, before placing her head in her hands. She felt the tears that have been threatening to fall for a while. The constant ringing of her phone, as Isayah kept calling and texting, sounded throughout the living room. 

After a while, she wiped her eyes before grabbing her phone and blocking his number. Heading upstairs to sleep the night off. 

[Few Days Later]

Indya was out on a girl's day with her best friends, Sabrina and Tara. They got her out the house to take her mind off the fight she had a few days ago with Isayah. Refusing to let their friend to wallow in her feelings. 

They spent the day shopping, getting their nails done, and were currently at their favorite restaurant to have lunch. 

After placing their order with their server, Sabrina looked over at Indya. "We've been avoiding this conversation all day, but I think it's time to address it" Tara nodded knowing what Sabrina was getting into. "How are you feeling Indy?"

Indya sighed, throwing her head back slightly "I think I am just more mad at myself for continuing to keep taking him back."

"You can't be upset with yourself about that," Tara grabbed Indya's hand "It is not your fault that he can't grow up and see what an amazing woman he has and to treat you accordingly"

Sabrina nodded in agreement before adding in her two cents "You have been nothing but great towards him and will literally drop everything just to make sure he's ok. We all make mistakes but it's just how we learn from it"

Indya nodded. Taking in her best friends words. "It's just so hard because I really do love him." she sniffled a bit, wiping the tear that fell. 

"We understand girl," Tara sympathize with her best friend "but sometimes love isn't worth the hurt he's causing you" 

"What do you plan on doing now?" Sabrina asked as she leaned back in her chair. 

Indya sat in silence for a moment, she knew what she had to do. The decision didn't come so lightly "I'm done and forreal this time. I can't keep doing this"

"We your girls, we love you and will support you" Sabrina smiled grabbing her other hand. Tara nodding in agreement.

Indya blinked back more tears smiling at both her best friends. Truly appreciative of them. "Thanks I love y'all"

Soon the server brought over their food and the conversation shifted to something lighter. For the first time in a last few days Indya felt a weight lifted off her shoulders. Forgetting about the drama and enjoying the rest of the time with her best friends.

They paid the bill once they were done. Hopping into Sabrina's car, she started heading towards Indya's house. When the pulled up Indya sighed when she noticed Isayah's car in the driveway. 

He was back after being gone for a week due to having shows and appearances. Sabrina looked over at Indya, a certain look in her eye. "Do you need us to come in with you?"

Indya shook her head as she grabbed her keys out her purse "It's fine"

"You sure?" Tara leaned up from the front seat "We can just go in and beat his ass real quick and get your stuff"

Indya softly laughed at her friends "I promise I'll be fine. I'll text y'all"

"Ok," Sabrina said unsure "you better text us"

Indya promised she would text them as she got out, Tara taking her place in the passenger seat. She waved bye to them before walking up to the front door. She blew out a breathe before unlocking the door going inside. 

When she walked in Isayah was standing in the middle of the living room. She turned to the door locking it. 

"Where you been?" Isayah questioned, watching her every movement. Indya ignored him, throwing her keys in the bowl by the door. Walking right by him. He furrowed his eye brow as he watched her walk towards the stairs.

With quick movements he grabbed upper arm, making her turn towards him. "You hear me talkin' to you" 

"Unless you're here to admit to what the fuck you did, we don't have shit to talk about" she tried ripping her arm away from him. This caused him to grip tighter. 

"I keep telling' yo' ass that ain't shit happen between me and that girl" His frown deepened looking her dead in the eyes. 

"She literally sent me screenshots of y'all messages!" Indya felt her temper slowly increase the longer he held her arm. She was beginning to become frustrated.

"Her ass could've faked those messages and yo' goofy ass sitting here believin' them!" He raised his voice slightly. 

Indya widen her eyes in shock. In disbelief of what he said. She pushed on his chest, finally releasing herself from his grip. "Explain the pictures and videos of y'all on FaceTime then Isayah! Do you think I'm dumb?!"

"Indya tread lightly on how you speakin' to me. This is your warnin'" He squinted his eyes her direction. This only fueled the petty side of her. No longer caring how she was making him feel. 

"I don't give a fuck, you ain't scaring shit over here. You can go be with that bitch and y'all both can be hoes together!" She turned to go up the stairs, but before she could, she was pulled back. 

Isayah wrapped a hand around the based of her throat, pulled her close which made her look up his towering frame. She slightly shuddered at the the look in his eyes. His eyes going completely dark, a mix of anger and lust lingering inside them.

"I done let'chu get fly at the mouth one too many times. Now it's time for you to listen to me" Indya was getting upset with herself for just how quick she submits to him. Knowing that this was the issue in the ever ending cycle of their relationship. 

First their good, then she catches him cheating, he uses his manipulative ways, he dicks her down and then the cycle starts over. 

He could see the wheels turning in her head. Knowing she was going to try to resist he quickly scooped her up, making his way up the stairs to their shared room. 

He plopped her on the bed, hovering over her. Placing both hands on the sides of her head. He leaned down placing kisses along her neck and behind her ear. 

Indya didn't want to fall into the same old pattern again. She took her hands, pushing against his chest. "Isayah we can-" her breathe hitched as he sucked on the spot right below her ear. 

Surely leaving a mark, he took one of his hands trialing down her sides til he reached the hem of the shorts she was wearing. His hands found their way in, brushing against her wet folds. 

Indya softly moaned, arching more into his touch. He entered one finger in her, groaning at how wet and tight she was. He leaned up to look her in the eyes, entering another finger. Indya moaning out as he quickened his movements. 

"What were you sayin' baby?" Indya couldn't make up any coherent sentences, as her core tightened. "You want me to stop?" When he didn't get a response he slowed down "Do you want me to stop?" his voice deepened. Indya eyes popped open looking at him.

She whined as she moved her hips, desperate for any type of friction. Isayah took his other hand, placing them on her hips to still her movements. "No I don't want you to stop" completely submitting to him.

Satisfied with her answer he pulled her shorts and underwear off, leaving her lower half completely bare. He removed his shirt, throwing it across the room.

He left wet kisses trailing down her chest and stomach til he was leveled with her intimate area. 

He skipped all the teasing, quickly latching on to her sensitive bundle on nerves, switching from flicking his tongue across it and slightly sucking on it. His fingers entered her once more. 

Indya loudly moaned at the double stimulation. She grabbed at the sheets on the bed, trying to ground herself. "F-fuck Isayah .. I'm cumming" 

Isayah sped up the strokes of his fingers. Hitting her spot continuously, Indya reaching her climax soon afterwards. 

Isayah sat up, cupping her chin with his hands "open up for me baby" Indya stuck out her tongue, knowing exactly what he wanted. He stuck his fingers in her mouth, letting her lick off all her juices off his fingers. Once she was done he brought her into a searing kiss, tasting her sweet essence. 

He pulled away looking her deep in her eyes. "Face down. Ass up. You better arch how I like it"  he stated in a commanding tone.

Indya wasted time doing exactly what he said. Arching her back just how he liked. Isayah let out a groan of approval, sending a smack to her backside. 

As Indya waiting in anticipation, she heard the soft sound of a zipper, as Isayah shredded the last bit of clothing, coming up right behind her. She felt Isayah glide the tip between her wet folds. 

He slowly pushed in, Indya moaning out as he stretched her out. He stilled for few moments to allow her time to adjust. "Fuck, you're so tight for me ma" 

Craving more, Indya moved her hips back. Isayah taking it as a sign, picking up his rhythm quickly. Indya screamed out as he practically fucked her into the bed. 

She brought her back against his abdomen, trying to slow him down. He quickly grabbed her wrist, pinning it against her back. "Ain't no running. You been talkin' yo' shit, talk it now" 

Indya couldn't think, her brain clouded by the immense pleasure he was giving her. 

"I-Isayah I can't!" she moaned out loud. Feeling that familiar burn in the pit of her stomach. 

"Shut the fuck up and take it. This what'chu wanted right" Indya moaned loudly, Isayah groaned as he felt her clench around his length. He knew she was getting close and stopped all movements causing Indya to whimper. "You don't get to cum til I tell you to"

Isayah grabbed her other arm, holding both in one hand. He rammed back into her, causing Indya to gasp loudly. Isayah's strokes were relentless. 

The only sounds throughout the room were their skin slapping together, "Fuck, look at'chu takin' it for daddy so well" He sent a smack to her backside, Indya moaning at the stinging sensation. 

"Baby I can't hold it," she let out a breathy moan, her climax being so close "I need to cum please" she begged desperately. 

Once again Isayah stopped his strokes abruptly, pulling out of her. He laid down, pulling her on top of him. "You want yo' nut, you gotta earn it" 

Indya straddled his waist, reaching back grabbing a whole of his length. She slowly slid down, both groaning at the contact. He took a hold of her hips, bringing her down more, engulfing all of him.  "S-shit"

Indya placed one hand on his chest as she slowly went up and down. She moaned at the new angle she was in. Isayah hitting a new spot. Indya threw her head back as she picked up the pace. 

"Who pussy is it" Isayah wrapped his hand around her throat "hmm, tell daddy who pussy this is"

Indya gasped, feeling that burn in the stomach "Fuck daddy it's yours"

She rotated her hips, earning a deep guttural groan from Isayah. "Fuck, you ain't leaving' me." He moaned out again, feeling his release brewing "Damn, you feel so good baby keep it right there." 

She smiled inwardly. Feeling a little motivated sped up her movement, the grip he had on her hips tightened. "Isayah I'm cumming" she whined out. 

Isayah felt her movements slow down, he sent another smack to her backside causing her to whimper. "Keep goin' and you better not fuckin' stop, daddy cummin' wit'chu" 

With his hands wrapped around her waist he assisted by moving her faster up and down. Indya let out a drawn out moan as she released.

Her released triggering Isayah's own, pulling her into a searing kiss as they both came down from their euphoric high. 

Indya woke up, feeling extremely groggy and sore from the events earlier. She groaned as she turned over, seeing Isayah still sleep. She heart feeling heavy, remembering everything that happened. 

She reached for her phone seeing she had multiple missed calls and messages from Sabrina and Tara. 

Bri🔥: Indya are you good? Bri🔥: I swear if something happened I will sliced tf out of that big ass Samoan idc Tara❤️: Girl you need to call us back. Tara❤️: Bri is going crazy over here. You better call soon or we're pulling up.

Indya quickly texted them both back, telling them that she was ok and that she would explain in a little bit. She noticed it was a quarter after midnight. She quickly but quietly got up, throwing her clothes from earlier back on. 

When she looked back at Isayah, she felt rage start to build inside of her. Many thoughts were going through her mind. Then an idea clicked. She acted quickly, going into the closet and started grabbing his clothes. 

She moved quietly, not wanting to wake him up. She walked outside going over to Isayah's Mercedes, stuffing the clothes in there. She repeated this process about 3 more times. She grabbed the keys, backing the car away from the house. 

She went back inside grabbing the bags she had already packed, putting them in her car. Turning towards Isaiah's car once more, she took a lighter out of her pocket, flicking it on. 

She hovered the flame over a piece of clothing til it caught the flame. Quickly spreading to other article of clothing. 

Indya stood there for a moment, staring at the flame. Feeling it burn away all the hurt Isayah has cause her, feeling a sense of calm. She was quickly token out of her trance when she heard noise come from the house. Knowing it was Isayah coming, she quickly got in her car, starting it. 

When she started backing up she saw him run out the house with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. 

He saw his car in-flamed, his eyes widening in shock and rage "Indya what the fuck?!"

"Have fun with that bitch!" She quickly pulled off as he tried running towards the car. 

Indya couldn't help but laugh but also cry as she felt the overwhelming feeling of freedom and her shoulders feeling lighter. 

She didn't know how she did it but she found herself pulling in to Sabrina's house. Grabbing her things, she walked up the short walk way, knocking on the door. 

The wait wasn't long, as Sabrina quickly opened up the door, staring at her friend. Eyes drifting to the bags beside her. Without saying a word she grabbed a bag, leading Indya in the house and to the guest bedroom. 

She turned towards Indya, stood in the middle of the room. Silently crying. She brought her into hug as Indya began sobbing on her shoulder. 

"I am here for you. I am so proud of you, finally choosing yourself" She let her cry on her shoulder for a while til she stopped. She pulled out the hug, wiping her friend's tears. "Get some sleep and we'll talk in the morning" leaving the room. 

Indya sighed, going into one of the bags, changing into a pajama set. She crawled in the bed, engulfing herself with the pillows and blankets, sleep finding her quickly. 

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Ch.17 - Serendipity

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Druitt POV

*Week before the Royal Rumble*

Tonight I didn't have any matches, but I did have a contract signing segment with Liv later.

Tonight I let Jade and Bi dress me, and I must say they did a pretty good job.

(Minus the purse)

For hair I just had my hair in a neat ponytail with a natural glam. (like picture above)

After I was done I went to gorilla just as I heard Liv's music phase out and my song started to play.

I walked keeping eye contacting with Liv the entire time, smirking as I got in the ring. I looked at Pearce and the influx of security that was around the ring.

Pearce raised the mic to his mouth "Ladies, lets keep this contract signing for your match at Royal Rumble at a civil level" he held out the contract with a pen and slid it in front of me.

I picked up the mic and looked at Liv "Liv, this is your last chance. Cause once you sign this contract, you are signing away your life, so are you sure you want to do this?"

She smiled at me as she raised up her mic "awe what is it Rhyan? are you scared that I could take your title from you?" she leaned forward a little "or are you scared because you know that I am way better than you"

"You see Liv, I am not afraid of anything, especially you" I laid the title on the table and leaned forward myself "I am not the one who snuck somebody from behind instead of facing me dead on, cause you know you can't beat me one on one"

Her face held a scowl as I leaned back and smiled I took the contract and signed it, and Pearce passed it to Liv and she signed it "Rhyan, next Saturday I will take everything you love, starting with taking that title, then sending you back to .... Main Event where you belong " she started laughing as I was now scowling at her. "and all you can do .... is watch me"

I stood up and act like I was about to exit the ring, when I quickly dropped the title and turn and launched myself over the table at her. Once I had her in my grip I started throwing jabs any and every where I could.

Before she could even get the upper hand security had separated us. I smiled as Liv was trying to fight through security to get to me, so I blew her a kiss as I was handed my title and walked through gorilla.

*Royal Rumble Day*

It was finally Royal Rumble day and the anticipation was rising. I was in the back as I was completely ready for the night.

I was watching the monitor in the back as the Women Royal Rumble was set to start. Bianca and Jade was watching with me in the back.

As Samantha was announcing the start of the match, Natalya made her entrance.

I went over to Bi and Jade "who is going to be number 2?"

Bianca shrugged her shoulders "I have no idea, they said it was a surprise entrant"

As soon as she said that the lights cut out, lasers started going, and that familiar song started to play. I didn't have to look over at Bi and Jade to know that they had the same look of shock as me.

"She didn't tell me she was going to be here!" I was shocked as I watch Trinity make her surprise return back to WWE. She smiled as I could see the emotions run through her as the WWE universe welcomed her back with a standing ovation.

I continued to watch the match, as Bi and Jade both made their way out at their call time.

*1 hour later*

It was the end of the rumble, and Bayley was celebrating her huge win. With my match being next, I made my way towards gorilla, where I saw Trin talking with Bi and Jade.

"Now do we need to fight now or later" I said as I walked up to the group.

"How about never and give me a hug" she pulled me into a hug as I hugged her tighter.

"Does this mean that you're back?" I pulled back looking at her.

"yes I am back!" We all cheered as we pulled her into a group hug. Then when Bayley walked out we congratulated her.

"Congrats Pam! Maybe we will meet at WrestleMania"

"Maybe we will, I love working with you" I smiled as I said bye to the girls and went into gorilla, getting into the zone.

Once my music hit I got into character, coming out to a bunch more cheers than boos tonight. Liv was already in the ring waiting on me, and we kept eye contact the entire time.

Soon as the bell rang, we started going for blood.

I got the upper hand and swung her into the turnbuckle, stunning her a bit as I ran and landed a big boot to the side of her face and she dropped.

I quickly dropped with her and the ref started the count.

1..

2..

And a kick out right before 3. I pulled her up and as I did she quickly sent a few blows to my head and one to my mid section making me bend over and caught me with a DDT.

She quickly pinned me as I laid there

1..

2..

I kicked out right before 3, cradling my mid section. I saw Liv quickly roll out the ring and grabbed an item. Whatever she grabbed made the crowd get hyped.

I leaned up, and as soon as I did I felt the impact of the chair on my back.

"Ah!" I fell over and Liv kept hitting me over and over again. I finally built enough strength and took my leg and swept it under her to make her fall to the mat.

*15 minutes later*

Liv laid out on the outside of the ring. I rolled on the outside and went under the ring, and grabbed a table and the crowd cheered even louder.

I set up the table and went to grab Liv. Before I could pick her up she swung me right into the post, then right into the ring.

I leaned up and grabbed the ropes and as I turned Liv hit me with obLIVion and went for the pin, but I kicked out at 2.

She got up to get on the top rope which gave me time to recover. I moved out the way as Liv dived at me and she rolled. I decided to pay a little subtle tribute to the twins and as Liv turned towards me I sent a super kick to her, dropping her.

I quickly picked her up and sent her through the table on the outside, the crowd on their feet cheering "THIS IS AWESOME"

I grabbed Liv and threw her back in the ring. I went for the 3 count, quickly getting it.

I smiled as the ref handed me my title and I celebrated on the top rope as Liv walked to the back.

*Few moments later*

It was finally time to for the men's royal rumble match. The twins will start as this will begin their feud for WrestleMania.

Currently I was in my dressing room, dressed in a two-piece travel set while Jey was finishing wrapping his hand.

I walked over finishing for him and made sure his gear was together.

"Good luck out there, remember that tonight you are making history" I looked into his eyes as he leaned down for a quick kiss.

"thank you ma, after tonight we deserve a vacation" I nodded in agreement.

"We definitely do" soon a knock came to the door and it was time for Jey to go. We did our handshake before he left, soon Trin came and joined me as we sat and enjoyed the rest of the show together.

The whole match had us on the edge of our seats, it ending with Cody winning.

After the night, we all gathered our things and decided to just hang out in Jey's and I hotel room for the night. We ended up ordering pizza and watching a movie until we all fell asleep.

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No Way Out: Part One

blurb: One night. No strings. That was the plan for Armani King. But when the past collides with the present, and feelings get tangled in the fallout, walking away isn’t as easy as it should be.

pairing: Jey Uso x Black OC

words: 6.8k

warnings: smut

notes: Jey is not a wrestler in this fic so we will be using his real name, Jey might come up as a nickname for him though. He's 37 in this fic and he's just a normal-ish guy. In this fic he only has one sibling which is Jimmy or Jon and any other family members that aren't known will be make believe. The oc is a black woman of course. I don't have a fc for her, you can picture her however you want, just know I will be describing a black woman.

disclaimer: Besides the OCs I don't own anyone else in this fic or any gifs/pics that maybe used. This is just for my entertainment and hopefully yours I don't know these people for real! I don't give permission to anyone to take my work and repost it as their own or use it on any other site, you can definitely reblog on here though! Hope you enjoy!

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Miami, 2017

The bass thumped through Armani’s chest as she walked into the club, the dim lights flashing neon blues and purples over the packed dance floor. The air was thick with the scent of liquor, sweat, and expensive cologne, a sensory overload she wasn’t used to. She didn’t really do clubs—too loud, too chaotic, too many people pressed against each other. But Bianca had dragged her out, insisting she needed a break from studying.

“Girl, you study and work too damn much,” Bianca had said, yanking her from her apartment. “We’re getting dressed, we’re getting drinks, and we’re dancing. No excuses.”

So here she was, in a black dress Bianca had picked out, one that hugged her curves and had her feeling slightly overdressed. Armani had always been more of a jeans-and-t-shirt type of girl, but tonight she let Bianca have her way. The dress was sleek, classy, but undeniably sexy, dipping just low enough in the front to draw attention without giving away too much.

They made their way toward the bar, maneuvering through the crowd. Armani was already thinking about what she’d order when she felt it—eyes on her.

A slow, prickling awareness crept up her spine.

She glanced up, scanning the club, and that’s when she saw him.

VIP section. Elevated above the main floor.

He was leaning against the railing, arms casually resting on the glass, but there was nothing casual about the way he was looking at her. Dark eyes locked onto her with quiet intensity, studying her like he was committing her to memory. He was tall, broad-shouldered, with his hair pulled up into a loose bun on top of his head. His white T-shirt stretched over a solid frame. His black jeans hung low on his hips, and the glint of a thick Cuban necklace caught the flashing lights of the club. A matching bracelet rested against his wrist as he brought his drink to his lips, taking a slow sip without breaking eye contact.

It wasn’t just a glance. Not the kind of quick once-over men usually gave when they saw a woman they found attractive. He was watching her. Studying her. Like he had already decided she was his and was just waiting for her to realize it too.

Her breath caught, just for a second. Armani didn’t fluster easily, but something about his energy felt different. Unapologetic. Possessive, even from across the room.

“Damn,” Bianca whispered next to her. “You see that fine-ass man looking at you?”

“Unfortunately,” Armani muttered, tearing her gaze away and stepping up to the bar.

Unfortunately, because she already knew men like him. The ones who moved with quiet confidence. Who knew they were somebody without ever having to say it. She had no business getting caught up in that kind of attention.

But still…she felt his gaze linger.

She ordered a drink, but before she could take a sip, a voice rumbled behind her.

“Damn, you really just gon’ look at me like that and not say nothin’?”

His voice was smooth, deep—and laced with amusement.

She turned around slowly, already knowing who she was about to see.

Up close, he was even more striking. Golden-brown skin, strong jawline, deep brown eyes that looked like they saw everything. He smelled good, too, something dark and fresh, like spice and smoke.

He tilted his head, smirking. “You shy or somethin’?”

Armani raised a brow. “You assume every woman who doesn’t throw themselves at you is shy?”

His smirk deepened. “Nah. Just the ones who act like they wasn’t just eye-fuckin’ me from across the club.”

She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Trust me, I wasn’t.”

He let out a short laugh, shaking his head. “I see we starting off with lies.” He took the seat beside her.

Armani lifted her drink to her lips, arching a brow. “Wow, already calling me a liar and we don’t even know each other’s name.”

He grinned. “I was actually ‘bout to ask you yours.”

He leaned in slightly, voice dropping lower. “Mine is Josh by the way, Joshua Fatu.”

Something about the way he said it—like it meant something, like she should already know it—made her pulse tick up.

She hesitated, just for a second, before responding.

“Armani.”

His lips parted slightly, like he was tasting her name in his mouth. He nodded, approving.

“Armani,” he drawled, “You got a last name?”

Armani raised one of her eyebrows “I don’t think you need to know that right now.”

He laughed and leaned back a little, watching her. “Okay Armani, what you drinkin’?”

She lifted her glass. “Whiskey.”

His brows lifted slightly, impressed. “Oh, we on that type of shit, huh?”

She smirked. “What, you just assumed I was into fruity drinks?”

“Nah, I was gon’ say I respect it,” he said easily, leaning one arm against the bar. “Whiskey mean you ‘bout business. No bullshit.”

She studied him. “And what are you about?”

He licked his lips slightly, eyes flickering over her, like he was debating how much to say.

“Shit,” he muttered, chuckling. “You askin’ a lot of questions for somebody actin’ like they ain’t interested.”

She opened her mouth to respond—probably with something smart—but before she could, a loud crash erupted from the VIP section.

Josh’s jaw tensed.

“Man, what the fuck?” he muttered, turning his head.

Armani glanced past him just in time to see security rushing up the steps. A group of men were already breaking up what looked like the beginning of a fight—one of them, a man who looked eerily similar to Josh, was shoving somebody back aggressively.

Josh sighed, rubbing a hand down his face.

“My fuckin’ brother,” he muttered.

He turned back to Armani, looking reluctant. “Lemme go handle this real quick. Don’t go nowhere.”

Armani tilted her head, pretending to consider it. “No promises.”

Josh smirked, shaking his head. “See, that’s that bullshit.”

And then, just like that, he was gone.

She watched as he climbed the VIP steps, shoulders tense, jaw tight as he reached his brother. It was clear he was the one handling the situation—a natural leader, despite the chaos around him.

For a second, she thought about waiting. Thought about seeing where the rest of the conversation would go.

Instead, she grabbed Bianca’s arm.

“Let’s go.”

“Go? But—”

“Now.”

She didn’t even look back.

By the time Josh turned around, she was gone.

And he wasn’t happy about it.

Miami, 2024

The Miami air was thick with summer heat, the salty ocean breeze rolling in from the coast as Armani stepped out of the car. The rhythmic beat of music hummed from the restaurants and bars lining the streets, filling the night with a pulse of energy that matched the city’s lively spirit.

She loved being in Miami—so much so that she nearly stayed after finishing her master's. But Miami always felt like a city suspended in a dream, a place for escape rather than permanence. It was where you came to have fun before returning to real life. Her plan was to soak in the moment and enjoy every second with her best friend, whom she hadn’t seen in months. Then she would head back home to her real life.

She adjusted her skirt and matching top—elegant but casual, something that hugged her curves but still felt comfortable. This trip was supposed to be about relaxation, a break from her exhausting workload, but somehow, Bianca had already packed their itinerary with outings.

“It’s just dinner,” Bianca had said, linking her arm with Armani’s as they approached the restaurant. “A chill night. I promise.”

Armani hummed, unconvinced. Chill nights with Bianca always turned into something more.

The restaurant was lively but upscale, the kind of place where the wealthy and well-connected dined, discussing business over cocktails while Latin music played softly in the background. The interior was modern—warm lighting, sleek decor, high ceilings that made the space feel grande without being overwhelming.

As they were led to their table, their friends were already waiting for them. Bianca glanced around with casual interest. “You know the guy that owns this place?” she said, keeping her voice low. “He owns a bunch of shit. Basically runs Miami.”

Armani barely looked up from the menu. “Good for him.”

Bianca smirked. “You’re no fun.”

Armani shrugged. Power, money—none of it impressed her. She had seen firsthand what men in power were willing to do to keep it. It wasn’t something she admired.

They ordered drinks, the conversation flowing effortlessly between her and her friends, laughter blending into the chatter of the restaurant. Armani was at ease, relaxed in a way she hadn’t been in a long time.

And then she felt it, a heavy stare.

Someone was watching her.

A slow heat crawled up her spine. She exhaled, taking a casual sip of her drink before lifting her gaze.

And there he was.

Seated at a corner table, relaxed in a way that commanded attention without even trying.

Her eyes traced over him instinctively, a sense of familiarity lingering at the edge of her memory—like she’d seen him before but couldn’t quite place where.

His shoulders were thick, chest defined, like he spent several years perfecting every inch of his physique. His arms rested on the table, tattooed with intricate tribal patterns that covered the expanse of his skin, traveling up beneath the sleeves of his fitted black T-shirt.

His hair was cut short in the front and longer in the back—sort of a curly mullet that you would think would give him a more boyish look but somehow he looked dangerous.

And he was still watching her.

A slow smirk curved his lips, like he knew something she didn’t.

Armani’s brow furrowed slightly. Who the hell…?

“You good?” Bianca asked, catching the look on her face.

Armani blinked, shifting her attention back to her friend. “Yeah. Thought I recognized someone, that’s all.”

Bianca followed her gaze before grinning. “Oh, you mean the fine-ass dude that hasn’t stopped staring at you since we walked in?”

Armani rolled her eyes. “You’re so dramatic.”

“Nah, I’m serious,” Bianca teased. “And for the record, if you don’t want him, I’ll take him.”

Armani shook her head, refocusing on her meal. Whatever. Men stared—it wasn’t anything new.

And yet, she could still feel his gaze.

Minutes passed, the moment fading into the background, and just as she was beginning to forget about it, a shadow fell over the table.

A deep voice rumbled, “So you gonna pretend like you don’t remember me?”

Armani turned, eyes locking onto his.

Up close, he was even more striking. His feature’s sharp. The sharp lines of his face and his beard gave him a ruggish appeal, but his curls took the edge off, making him look younger than he probably was. She could see the glint of a grill, an accessory she didn’t really care for but somehow, he made it work.

She could tell he was confident and bold, like he had spent years perfecting the way he carried himself.

Her head tilted slightly. “…Umm I don’t.” She said, but it came out more like a question, because he did look a little familiar.

His smirk deepened. “Damn. Guess I didn’t make a good impression the first time.”

His voice was thick with amusement, but there was something else beneath it.

Something unspoken.

She studied him, the faintest flicker of memory stirring, but she couldn’t place it.

His tongue ran across his bottom lip as he leaned in slightly. “It’s cool, though. You dipped before we got the chance to really talk.”

She frowned but then it clicked.

The club, when she was here all those years ago. 

The way he had watched her, the way he had approached her like he already knew how the night was gonna end. The fight that had interrupted them—his brother’s fight.

Her eyes narrowed slightly. “Josh?”

He grinned. “There she go.”

A small laugh left her, more in disbelief than anything. “Wow. That was—”

“Seven years ago,” he finished for her, nodding. “Yeah. Been a minute.”

She lifted a brow. “You remember how many years it’s been?”

“Shit.” He let out a short chuckle, shaking his head. “Ain’t really the type to forget a woman like you leavin’ me hangin’.”

Armani smirked. “I didn’t leave you hanging. I just left.”

Josh’s gaze darkened slightly, a flash of something possessive creeping into his expression. “Same shit baby.”

She laughed, shaking her head. “Well, it’s nice to see you again.”

His lips twitched. “Yeah? That why you smilin’ at me like that?”

She rolled her eyes, but her smile remained. “You always this cocky?”

He grinned. “Only when I’m right.”

Their conversation flowed effortlessly, his charm drawing her in, in a way she hadn’t expected.

She didn’t know what she was expecting, really—but it wasn’t this. Not him making her laugh between sips of her drink. Not him keeping up with her wit, throwing it right back at her.

And definitely not him making her consider continuing the night with him.

So when he leaned in, voice lower now, gaze heavier, and said, “Lemme take you somewhere,” Armani found herself hesitating—but only for a second.

She wasn’t impulsive. She never had been. She doesn’t even do shit like this. 

But tonight?

Tonight, she felt like letting go.

“…Alright,” she murmured.

Josh’s smirk widened, but she lifted a finger before he got ahead of himself.

“Hold up.” She pulled out her phone and sent her location to Bianca.

Josh’s head tilted slightly, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. “That what we doin’?”

“That’s what I do,” Armani corrected smoothly, sliding her phone back into her purse.

Josh let out a low laugh, shaking his head. “You somethin’ else.”

She smirked. “You have no idea.”

And with that, she followed him out of the restaurant, the weight of his presence wrapping around her like a promise.

The ride to his place was quiet, but not in a way that felt awkward. Armani could feel the weight of the moment sitting between them—charged, waiting.

She’s never been in a situation like this. But she knew exactly what she was doing and wasn’t going to overthink this. 

But that didn’t stop her from noticing things.

Josh wasn’t loud with his money like some men. He wasn’t flashy, but the wealth was there.

The watch on his wrist—solid, understated, expensive.

He only had on jeans and a T-shirt but the way his clothes fit. Like they were tailored, like he didn’t have to try too hard.

The confidence in his posture—like he had control of everything and everyone around him.

When they pulled into the private underground garage, she clocked the reserved parking, the security cameras, the private elevator access.

Not just money. Power.

She glanced over at him, who the fuck was this man?

Josh stepped out first, moving with that same easy confidence. He surprised her when he met her at her door. She wasn’t expecting him to be the type. 

He held out his hand and she grabbed it. Her heels clicking lightly against the pavement beside him.

She wasn’t sure what she expected when the elevator doors opened, but when she stepped into his condo, she took it all in quickly.

It was sleek, modern. Dark wood floors, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, expensive leather seating that looked like it had never been touched. The space was too perfect, too well-kept.

Like a place meant to be seen, but not lived in.

Josh tossed his keys onto the counter, watching her with a smirk.

“You gon’ tell me what you think?”

Armani exhaled a short laugh, stepping further inside. “What, you want a rating?”

Josh leaned against the counter, arms crossed. “Yeah. Rate my shit.”

She let her gaze sweep over the space again before meeting his eyes.

“Mm. Solid eight.”

Josh’s brow lifted, amused. “Eight?”

She shrugged. “You don’t have anything personal in here. Feels like a showpiece, not a home.”

Josh chuckled, shaking his head. “Shit, you analyze everybody like this?”

Armani smirked. “Only when they’re interesting.”

Josh’s eyes flickered with something unreadable, his smirk deepening.

The air between them shifted again—that slow, electric pull that had been building all night.

He pushed off the counter, moving toward her, and Armani didn’t step back.

Didn’t flinch when his fingers brushed over her wrist, slow, testing.

His voice was lower now, smooth like honey. “You stayin’… or you still the type to disappear?”

Armani tilted her head slightly, considering. It felt like he was asking something more, something deeper—but she couldn’t quite figure out what.

Instead of answering, she stepped closer, closing the space between them as she leaned in, pressing a light kiss to his lips.

The moment she started to pull away, Josh caught her, his hands sliding around her waist, pulling her flush against him. He kissed her deeper this time, his lips firm and demanding, as if he’d been waiting for this moment forever.

Armani didn’t know the last time she’d been kissed like this. Hell, she wasn’t sure if she ever had.

Josh kissed her like he was starving, like he wanted to devour her. His grip tightened, one hand sliding to the back of her neck as he deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping into her mouth.

A quiet moan escaped her when his hands trailed lower, squeezing her ass. She let out a breathless giggle—because, really, what the hell was she doing? In the home of a man she barely knew, letting him touch her like this.

Josh pulled back slightly, his dark eyes narrowing as he studied her. “You good?” he asked, licking his lips.

Armani nodded. “Yeah, I’m good.”

He watched her for a moment, as if making sure she meant it. Then, his voice softened. “If you get uncomfortable, let me know. I’m not into forcing shit.”

“Okay,” she murmured, nodding again. And just like that, she felt herself relax.

Josh pulled her in for another deep kiss. His hands skimmed down her sides before gripping her thighs, lifting her with ease.

Armani let out a surprised squeal, instinctively wrapping her legs around him. Josh smirked against her lips, his grip firm as he carried her toward the bedroom.

When they reached the room, he set her down, keeping their mouths connected as he pressed her against the wall. His hands roamed over her curves, a slow, deliberate slide before squeezing her ass again. Then, without hesitation, they traveled beneath her top, fingers tracing up to cup her breasts.

Armani couldn’t remember the last time she let a man touch her like this, but she had no complaints.

A moan slipped from her lips as he pressed his body into hers, letting her feel exactly how aroused he was. Heat pooled between her thighs, and before she could second-guess herself, she let her hand drift down between them, slipping past the waistband of his jeans.

She gave him a light squeeze, relishing the deep groan that rumbled from his chest. He broke the kiss, eyes dark and heavy-lidded as he stared at her.

“I’m tryin’ to be a gentleman,” he murmured, voice thick with restraint.

Armani smirked. “If you were a gentleman, I wouldn’t be here.”

Josh bit his bottom lip, his hands sliding back down to her butt. “Just know ain’t no going back after this.”

Armani tilted an eyebrow then leaned closer to whisper in his ear. “We’ll see about that.”

That was all the encouragement he needed. His mouth crashed back into hers as his fingers went to work untying her top. Once it was off, he trailed kisses down her body, slow and teasing, until he reached the top of her skirt. He slid it down her hips, letting it pool at her feet. Armani kicking off her heels when she steps out of it.

Stepping back, he took his time admiring her. His eyes roamed over every inch of her, drinking her in.

Armani kept in shape—or at least she tried to. She’d been athletic growing up, but the older she got, the less time she spent in the gym. She’d gained a little weight, nothing drastic, but enough for her to notice. Still, with the way Josh was looking at her now…

“Finish stripping for me” he said, voice low as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed.

Armani swallowed, her pulse quickening as she met his gaze. The way he looked at her—like he was about to devour her—sent a shiver down her spine.

She followed him over to the bed at the same time she reached behind her back, unclasping her bra and letting it slide down her arms before dropping it to the floor. Her fingers trembled slightly as she hooked them into the waistband of her panties, sliding them down slowly, teasingly, before stepping out of them.

Josh exhaled sharply, his eyes darkening as he leaned forward, gripping her hips and pulling her between his legs. His hands were warm, rough, claiming every inch of bare skin within reach.

“Fuck,” he muttered, almost to himself, before pressing open-mouthed kisses along her stomach, working his way down until he reached her inner thigh, spreading her legs and holding on to one of her butt cheeks as he hooked his arm under her leg lifting it up. She gasped when his tongue first made contact with her heat. Taking a few licks before he sucked hard on her clit. She moans, gripping his shoulder and head to keep from falling. He took his time, flicking his tongue before he sucked hard making her cry out. He sat up a little and watched her as he slid one of his long fingers inside her, watching how she took it before adding another finger. 

Armani let out a breathy moan, her fingers threading through his short curls, tugging him closer, he didn’t waste time putting his mouth back on her. Sucking hard and pumping his fingers inside her, driving her crazy.

“I knew you taste fuckin’ good,” he murmured against her, his voice thick with desire.

Her moans grew louder and she pulled his hair more as she started to shake. She bit her lip to try to cover her moans but Josh wasn’t having that.

“Stop biting your lip, I want to hear how good I’m making you feel.” He said, glancing up at her before putting his mouth back on her.

“Fuck,” she whined.

“Feel good don’t it, got you makin’ a mess on my mouth.”

Armani continued to moan, her eyes rolling back in her head and he continued to pump his fingers inside her while he ate her out.

It didn’t take long for her orgasm to hit, crashing through her. She held on tight while she continued to shake. Josh helped in making sure she didn’t fall.

Once she calmed down a little he stood up, still holding her. Towering over her before guiding her backward onto the bed.

 Josh wasted no time, stripping off his shirt and jeans, revealing his toned body and his tattoos that seemed to cover his whole body. Armani leaned up on her elbows and bit her lip as her eyes traveled down to the thick outline straining against his boxers.

He noticed.

“You gon’ keep starin’ or you gon’ touch me?”

She smirked, sitting up and letting her hands drift down his abs before slipping beneath his waistband. She wrapped her fingers around him, relishing the weight and heat of him in her hand.

Josh groaned, his head tipping back slightly as her touch sent a jolt of pleasure through him. But he wasn’t about to let her have control just yet.

Gripping her wrist, he gently pushed her back onto the mattress, climbing over her. His mouth crashed against hers in a deep, consuming kiss, his tongue sweeping into her mouth as he settled between her thighs.

Armani gasped as he rocked against her, his hardness pressing into her soaked heat. He sat up and grabbed his dick, rubbing it between her lips before beating it against her clit. The friction sent a delicious spark through her, making her moan and arch beneath him.

“You ready for me, baby?” he rasped, dragging his dick along her pussy, feeling just how wet she was for him.

She was beyond ready.

“Josh, please,” she breathed, rolling her hips against him.

He smirked at how desperate she sounded, how wrecked she already was for him.

“Keep sayin’ my name like that,” he murmured before finally pushing inside her in one slow, deliberate thrust.

Armani let out a sharp moan, her nails digging into his back as he stretched her, filled her. He was big, bigger than anyone she’s been with. It hurt a little but he kept his pace slow, letting her get comfortable. Soon the pain turned to pleasure. 

She had a feeling he would be good in bed. But still she hadn’t expected him to feel this good—to hit so deep, to leave her gasping for air.

“Shit,” she whimpered, her legs tightening around him.

Josh groaned, his pace steady but deep, dragging out every sensation, making sure she felt every inch of him. He kept his eyes on her, watching the way her body responded, the way her lips parted as she moaned his name.

“Yeah, keep talkin to me,” he muttered, his hand gripping her thigh, pushing her leg higher to get even deeper. “You feel me?”

“Yes,” she gasped, her fingers gripping his arms.

Josh wasn’t letting up. He was determined to make sure she remembered this—remembered him. His strokes grew faster, rougher, his control slipping as he lost himself in her.

Armani’s body burned, pleasure coiling tighter with every thrust, every deep grind of his hips. She couldn’t think, couldn’t focus on anything except the way he was fucking her like he had something to prove.

“Josh—” she choked out, her body trembling as she teetered on the edge.

“Go head” he murmured against her ear, his breath hot, his voice commanding. “I want to feel you cummin hard on my dick.”

The moment he reached between them, his fingers finding her most sensitive spot, Armani’s body locked up before shattering completely. A cry tore from her throat as waves of pleasure crashed over her, leaving her shaking beneath him.

Josh followed soon after, a deep groan rumbling from his chest as he buried himself inside her one last time, his body tensing before he finally collapsed on top of her.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was their heavy breathing.

Josh pressed a lazy kiss to her shoulder before looking down at her, a satisfied smirk tugging at his lips.

“Yeah,” he muttered, brushing his thumb over her swollen lips. “You ain’t forgettin’ me after this.”

Armani let out a breathless laugh, still trying to recover from the intensity of it all.

“Yeah,” she murmured, her fingers tracing over his chest. “I think you might be right.”

The soft glow of the city lights spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows across the sleek bedroom. Armani lay still, staring up at the ceiling, her body still warm from the night before, her mind racing even as the room sat in perfect, heavy silence.

Josh was asleep beside her.

His arm had been draped over her waist at some point, his body heat wrapping around her like a second skin. Even in sleep, he was possessive, holding onto her like he already knew she belonged to him.

She moved carefully, slow and deliberate, peeling his arm away just enough to slip out of bed.

He didn’t stir.

The second her feet touched the cool floor, she exhaled quietly, grabbing her underwear and clothes from the floor and slipping them back on, being careful to not make any noise to wake him. She’s never done anything like this before, never went home with a stranger, never had a one night stand, and never upped and left a guy before he woke up.

Maybe if she actually lived in Miami things could be different. But in a few days she had a flight out of Florida, back to her life in Washington.

And yet…

She paused, glancing over her shoulder.

Josh looked different like this. More human. His long lashes rested against his cheekbones, his breathing deep and steady. His face was relaxed, all that cocky confidence melted away in sleep.

For a brief second, she wondered what it would be like to wake up next to him.

Then she shook the thought off.

This wasn’t her life.

She slipped out of the bedroom, grabbed her things and tipped toed through the quiet condo. She stopped and took everything in again. The place was too clean, too calculated—a reminder that he wasn’t just some regular guy.

She made it to the elevator, pressing the button and stepping inside. As the doors slid shut, she finally exhaled.

And just like that, she was gone.

But what she didn’t know?

Josh woke up the second she left.

Washington, DC, 2025

The sound of Armani’s shoes echoed against the polished floors as she walked through the glass-paneled halls of the FBI’s organized crime division. The office was a sharp contrast to the chaos of the field—sterile, quiet, deceptively calm. But Armani knew better. This was where the real moves were made.

She had spent the morning reviewing case files, running profiles, and wrapping up her last assignment, so when her boss called her in for an unscheduled meeting, she hadn’t thought much of it.

But the second she stepped into the office and saw the folder marked “Miami” sitting on his desk, she knew something big was coming.

Director Mark Calloway leaned back in his chair, watching her with that unreadable expression he always had. He had been with the bureau for decades, seen the worst criminals in the country operate and fall. Armani respected him—he was the kind of leader who didn’t waste words, who only called you in when something was worth your time.

And today?

Today was clearly one of those times.

“Have a seat, King,” Calloway said, nodding toward the chair across from him.

Armani sat, keeping her posture straight, hands resting lightly on her lap. “Something going on?”

Calloway exhaled, tapping a finger on the Miami folder before pushing it toward her.

“You ever heard of Joe Anoa’i?”

Armani’s brow lifted slightly. She recognized the name. Most people did.

“Businessman,” she said, opening the folder. “Owns multiple properties, nightclubs, restaurants—pretty much a monopoly in Miami’s nightlife and hospitality industry.”

Calloway nodded. “That’s the public version.” He leaned forward slightly. “Behind the scenes? He runs Miami. Extortion, drug trafficking, money laundering, anything shady you can think of. If there’s a major criminal enterprise in that city, chances are he has his hands in it.”

Armani flipped through the file, scanning the financial records, surveillance reports, and organized crime links.

“We’ve been trying to take him down for years,” Calloway continued, “but nothing sticks. His operation is too well-oiled. Too many layers of protection. Too many people in his pocket.”

Armani glanced up. “And you want me on this because?”

Calloway leaned back, watching her. “Because we need someone inside.”

Armani held his gaze. She wasn’t surprised, but she was curious.

“And out of all the undercover agents you could’ve chosen,” she said, “why me?”

The corner of Calloway’s mouth lifted slightly, like he’d been expecting that question.

“Because Paul Levesque requested you personally.”

Armani’s breath stilled for just a second.

Paul Levesque.

A legend in their field. One of the top undercover operatives in the bureau before moving into a leadership role. His ability to infiltrate organizations was unmatched, and his track record spoke for itself.

She had studied his cases. Admired his work.

And now he wanted her for this?

Calloway let the silence settle before continuing.

“You’ll be working under Levesque on this task force,” he said. “He’s been overseeing the case for a while now, and he believes you’re the best fit for the undercover role. You have the experience, the adaptability, and—”

He hesitated, choosing his next words carefully.

“—you fit a profile.”

Armani’s eyes narrowed slightly. “What profile?”

Calloway slid another document across the desk. It was a photo.

A familiar face.

Her stomach tightened.

She barely reacted, keeping her expression neutral, but inside, pieces of the past slid into place.

Josh.

The guy from Miami.

The man from that one night she walked away from.

She should’ve known. She had a feeling he wasn’t just a regular man. 

“Joshua Fatu is Joe Anoa’i’s second-in-command,” Calloway said. “He runs the more… hands-on side of things.”

Armani studied the photo, keeping her face unreadable.

“Meaning?”

Calloway exhaled. “Enforcement. He makes sure things get handled. And from what we’ve gathered, he has a particular type.”

She glanced up. “A particular type?”

Calloway held her gaze. “Women who look like you.”

Armani didn’t move. Didn’t blink.

Because suddenly, everything about this assignment made sense.

They weren’t just sending her undercover into the organization.

They were sending her to him.

To get close.

To make him trust her.

And they thought she was the perfect fit for that role.

She let the weight of that realization settle before closing the file.

For a long moment, the only sound in the office was the hum of the air conditioning.

Finally, Calloway spoke again.

“This is your call, King. You don’t have to take the assignment. But if you do…”

His voice leveled.

“You need to be sure you can handle it.”

Armani exhaled slowly, her fingers tracing the edge of the file.

She had spent years preparing for missions like this.

She was the best at what she did.

And yet, something about this one felt different.

She lifted her gaze, meeting Calloway’s eyes.

“I’ll think about it.”

Calloway nodded, as if he already knew what her answer would be.

And maybe, deep down, she did too.

Armani sat in her apartment, the dim glow of her desk lamp casting soft shadows across the files spread out before her. The weight of the assignment settled over her like a second skin—familiar, but heavier than usual.

She had spent years preparing for operations like this.

But this one?

This one had a face she recognized.

A face she wasn’t sure had ever forgotten her.

She exhaled, leaning back in her chair before flipping open the first file.

Subject: Joshua Fatu

• Age: 37

• Occupation: Co-owner of UceFit, a chain of high-end gyms across Florida.

• Known Associates:

• Jonathan Fatu (twin brother, business partner).

• Leati “Joe” Anoa’i (cousin, public face of the Miami crime syndicate).

• Sami Zayn (tech expert, handles cyber-security and money laundering operations).

• Criminal Ties & Suspected Activities:

• Drug Trafficking: UceFit gyms act as a distribution front for high-end clientele, moving cocaine, fentanyl, and opioids under the cover of health and wellness shipments.

• Money Laundering: Profits are cleaned through the gyms, real estate investments, and exclusive clubs that cater to Miami’s elite.

• Arms Dealing: Known to have high-powered connections in the illegal arms trade, moving unregistered firearms through corrupt shipping docks in Florida.

• Racketeering & Extortion: Businesses that refuse to cooperate with them have either gone bankrupt, gone missing, or been burned to the ground.

• Violent Enforcer: Directly linked to over a dozen disappearances, including suspected informants, rival gang leaders, and former associates who “fell out of line.”

• Ties to Law Enforcement Corruption: Suspected of having police, lawyers, and government officials on his payroll, ensuring investigations against them never gain traction.

• Organized Hits: Intelligence suggests he personally oversees assassinations, eliminating anyone who threatens their empire.

🛑 Threat Level: HIGH

“Josh Fatu isn’t just the enforcer. He’s the one who makes sure people disappear.”

Fuck, Armani thinks. She only ever had one one-night stand, and this was the man she chose to have it with. She didn’t realize how much danger she was in then. Taking a deep breath she moves on to the next subject.

Subject: Jonathan Fatu

• Age: 37

• Occupation: Co-owner of UceFit, public face of the business.

• Known Associates:

• Joshua Fatu (twin brother, enforcer/mastermind).

• Leati “Joe” Anoa’i (cousin, suspected leader of Miami’s crime syndicate).

• Sami Zayn (tech and financial operations).

• Criminal Ties & Suspected Activities:

• Drug Distribution Operations: While Josh oversees the business, Jon is responsible for handling the movement of narcotics through UceFit’s shipping and inventory system. He ensures that gym products—protein powders, supplements, and recovery aids—are used to smuggle cocaine and fentanyl shipments.

• Violent Enforcer: Unlike Josh, who operates with strategy and control, Jon is impulsive and hot-headed, which has led to several high-profile altercations and cover-ups. He is known for his brutality toward those who owe the organization money.

• Nightlife Operations & Money Laundering: In addition to UceFit, Jon also manages the club and nightlife side of the empire. He uses bars and lounges to move cash, funnel drug profits, and keep city officials entertained enough to turn a blind eye.

• Arms Dealing & Street-Level Operations: He controls the gang affiliates that distribute firearms across Miami’s underground network. Intelligence suggests he is directly involved in arming local street gangs to maintain dominance over the city’s illegal markets.

• Known for Covering Up Violent Acts: Jon has been linked to several altercations that ended in homicide, including a case where a known informant was tortured and killed in an abandoned gym facility before their body was dumped in the Everglades.

🛑 Threat Level: HIGH

“Jon Fatu is unpredictable. He’s the kind of man who makes problems disappear, even when the solution is messy.”

Subject: Sami Zayn

• Age: 40

• Occupation: Cyber-security specialist, financial manager for the Miami crime syndicate.

• Known Associates:

• Leati “Joe” Anoa’i (employer, syndicate leader).

• Joshua Fatu (enforcer, operations strategist).

• Jonathan Fatu (club and distribution manager).

• Criminal Ties & Suspected Activities:

• Cyber-Security & Financial Fraud: Sami is responsible for managing the organization’s digital security, covering up money trails, and ensuring their online activities are untraceable.

• Dark Web & Cryptocurrency Laundering: He is suspected of operating multiple offshore crypto wallets that allow the syndicate to move millions anonymously, making traditional financial investigations nearly impossible.

• Surveillance & Counterintelligence: FBI reports indicate he has access to police databases and is likely responsible for tipping off the organization about ongoing investigations.

• Erasing Identities: Sami has facilitated fake identities, clean passports, and ghost accounts for high-profile clients and members of the organization looking to disappear.

• Tech-Driven Blackmail & Extortion: He has developed an intelligence network, tracking politicians, law enforcement, and business executives, collecting incriminating material for leverage.

• Ties to International Hackers & Cartels: There is evidence suggesting he has deep connections with international hacking syndicates and cartel money-laundering operations, making him a major player in the global criminal underground.

🛑 Threat Level: EXTREME

“Sami Zayn doesn’t need a gun to kill you—he’ll wipe you from existence with a keystroke.”

Subject: Leati Joseph Anoa’i

• Age: 39

• Occupation: CEO of multiple businesses, including high-end nightclubs, real estate ventures, and exclusive Miami clubs.

• Public Reputation: Known as a philanthropist and business mogul, regularly donates to local charities, political campaigns, and law enforcement organizations.

• Criminal Ties & Suspected Activities:

• Kingpin of Miami’s Underground Crime Syndicate: Suspected leader of multi-million dollar drug, weapons, and extortion operations.

• Real Estate Fraud & Corruption: Uses properties to launder cartel money, flipping high-end real estate to move large sums of cash undetected.

• Human Trafficking Connections: Evidence suggests their organization facilitates high-profile underground trafficking rings, though no concrete proof has surfaced.

• Judicial & Political Influence: Suspected of having judges, prosecutors, and city officials on his payroll, ensuring their empire remains untouchable.

• Ordered Hits on Government Witnesses: Multiple key witnesses in Miami’s federal cases against organized crime have turned up dead before testifying.

• Cartel Ties: FBI intelligence suggests he has alliances with major international cartels, providing Miami as a safe hub for drug and arms movement.

🛑 Threat Level: EXTREME

“Joe Anoa’i doesn’t get his hands dirty—but when he makes a call, people die.”

Armani stared at his photo.

This was the real target.

Josh might have been the enforcer, the muscle, the handler—but Joe was the head of the operation.

Everything pointed to him.

Everything except the one thing the FBI hadn’t been able to prove.

That he was the one giving the orders.

Armani sighed, closing the file.

She already knew what she was going to do.

She had never walked away from a challenge, and she wasn’t about to start now.

She reached for her phone, dialing Calloway’s number.

When he answered, she didn’t hesitate.

“I’ll take the assignment.”

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Ch. 16 - Serendipity

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Druitt POV

*2 weeks til Royal Rumble*

"Then girl he picked me up and bent me over the couch and started hitting it from the back, girl I almost passed out" Bianca said dramatically as me, her and Jade were talking.

"Oooh y'all are nasty" I teased as I laughed.

"Oh girl please, like we didn't hear you and Jey last week in your dressing room" Jade sat back and looked at me as I let out a gasp. Bianca bent over with laughter.

"Y'all heard us?!"

"Girl the whole roster could've heard y'all if they walked by" I placed my head in my hands in shame.

Bianca shook her head "oh don't hide now, it's no shame, Me and Tez may have got caught a time or two"

I shook my head as I got up to get ready. "I am going to get him, I told him it was a bad idea"

"These men be real tempting"

I nodded agreeing. I grabbed my gear and started putting it on.

Since I had my match with Liv later as the Main Event, I didn't have any segments until my match.

After I got ready I went to hair and makeup as they straighten my hair and did a natural glam on me. After I was done, I went back to my dressing room and decided to call Jey, since he wasn't here tonight.

Once the FaceTime connected I seen he was chillin' in his game room, as he had his headphones on, with one of them off his ear.

"What's up Main Event?"

"What's up with you beautiful? You good?"

"Yeah I'm good, just missing you though" I pretended to pout, poking my bottom lip out a little.

"I miss you too baby, it's only one week"

"I know, oh remind me that the next time we see each other we need to fight"

Jey looked at me with confusion "Bi and Jade heard us last week"

He busted out laughing "hey that's not my fault, I told you to be quiet"

"Now how the hell you expect me to be quiet" he smirked a little at me "stop it"

"It's ok ma, they know how we get down" I shook my head.

We continued talking for a couple more hours til it was time for me to get ready to do a last minute quick segment before my match.

"I got to go Main Event, you watching?"

"Of course, I am about to turn to it right now and watch with Jeyce"

"Ok, tell him I said hey" I heard a loud hey in the back as I let out a small laugh "I'll call you later"

"Alright, go get that dub YEET!" and we both hung up.

I made my way to the interview area where I met Kayla.

"Good evening, at this time please welcome the women's world champion Rhyan Simone" the crowd cheered as I walked into frame.

"Rhyan, in just a few short minutes you are about to defend your title in a last woman standing match against Liv Morgan, how confident are you going into this match?"

I scoffed at her question "Kayla that has to be the most insulting question you've every asked me, I am so confident that I am putting my title on the line. Liv is going to find out the hard way just what every girl in this division already knows, I am the most dominant woman here" With that I had walked away as the camera followed me through gorilla and my music hit.

I walked out to a mix of boos and cheers as I looked around. I continued walking to the ring with the title around my waist. I entered the ring, unbuckling the title holding it up as I was on the top rope. Once I made my way around the ring, Liv was making her entrance.

Samantha made a quick announcement about the match as Liv and I stared each other down. I gave my title to the ref and stretched in the corner.

Liv and I circled around each other and when the bell rang we immediately locked up.

*15 minutes later*

Liv and I laid out on the ground outside the ring after I performed a top rope DDT onto the ground.

I was breathing heavily as I raised up, my breath hitching as I grabbed my back which was in minor pain.

As I got up, Liv got up as well. We both tried to make it back in the ring but the ref made his count, resulting in a double count out and I retained my title. We both made eye contact as we both just started trading blows.

We continued fighting outside of the ring, with me getting the upper hand and landing a punch to her face with her staggering a bit. I laid her across the steel steps and made my way up to the top rope.

That was until it seem like all security came out and separated us, as we both tried to fight to get to one another. Then finally Pearce came out with a mic.

"You ladies want to keep fighting and not listening, then you'll have the chance to..." he took a pause before raising the mic again "in a no DQ match at ROYAL RUMBLE!"

The crowd erupted in cheers as I sent a sinister smile to Liv. With that, the show went off air and I was back in my dressing room getting ready.

After changing, Jade and I rode back to the hotel and I immediately went to my room, took a shower, and got in bed.

Jey called me as soon as I hit the bed and I answered, seeing he was in bed as well.

"Ahh, there go Ms. Main Event right there! That was a fire match baby" I smiled as I got more comfortable in bed.

"Thank you babe"

"No problem, my baby look tired, you want me to call you tomorrow?"

"No, I want to talk to you"

We talked for the rest of the night, both of us falling asleep together on the phone.

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Care

Author Note: Based on the song Care by Sonder. Thank you @reigns-devotee for the song choice! If you would like to leave a request go comment on this post. Check out my master list for other one shots and my other stories.

Warning: A bit of Fluff & Smut mixed together. P in V. Oral (F receiving). Profanity, Praise.

Pairing: Jey Uso x Black OC

Word Count: 2,492

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Face Claim - SZA

You know I care...

'Bout everything you do...

The ambient red lighting in the recording booth set the mood for Solana. She nodded her head to the tempo of the beat flowing through her headphones. Once she got her cue from Ken her producer. She began singing in her soft voice. Once they were done she stopped, walking out into the main area so she could hear the song. 

"Maybe for that part you could drop your voice a little bit" Solana nodded, practicing the line again. "Yes just like that" 

"Alright let's run it back" she got up going back into the booth. She threw the headphones on waiting for cue before singing the line over again. "That was good?" she looked out the window to Ken who gave her a thumbs up. 

They spent another hour in the studio, cutting and mixing up the song. Her album was coming out soon and she felt the stress of not having enough time. She wanted this to be her best album yet, adding more pressure to herself. 

Ken yawned and looked at the time on his watch. Sitting up quickly "oh shit it's almost midnight," he started grabbing his things before taking a look at Solana "you leaving?"

Solana shook her head "nah Ima stay here and work on things you can go ahead"

Ken lifted his eyebrow, looking for reassurance "You sure?"

Solana waved him off with a smile "Yes now go, I'll see you tomorrow" Ken hesitantly nodded before saying bye, leaving out the door locking it behind him. 

Solana played a different song she had recorded earlier in the week. She was making edits to it before her phone dinged. When she read the name she instantly started smiling. She opened the thread reading over the message. 

Josh 🤍: Come home mama 

Lana 💍 : omw baby 

Solana made sure to save any edits she was making and grabbed all her things. She quickly made it out the recording studio hopping into her car. No sooner than she got into the car she pulled out the parking lot. 

The drive home was peaceful with nearly empty streets. It didn't take her long before she reached the home she shared with her husband and their two young kids. She pulled into the garage, shutting it before entering the house. 

As she walked pass the laundry room she immediately stopped in her tracks. She peered around the living room and kitchen that were dimly lit by candles. Her eyes focused on the large bouquet of roses that sat on the kitchen counter. 

Her attention was pulled away when she noticed Josh come into her view. Dressed in nothing but his 49ers pajama bottoms she got him last Christmas. 

Her eyes drifted down his exposed chest, taking in his tribal tattoos. She continued looking down til she stopped at the hem of his pajama pants, where his v-line was showing. She quickly looked up as he stood close in front of her. 

"Baby what is this" she took another scan of the room before looking back at him. 

"I just wanted to do somethin' for you. You've been workin' so hard lately" he grabbed one of her hands, leading her into the kitchen. He brought them over to the dining table where he had dinner plated. Solana smiled when she realized it was her favorite. 

She sat down at the table scanning over everything. "You really out did yourself"

"Well you know how I do" Solana laughed at the cocky grin he had on his face. 

She wasted no time, immediately taking the first bite. She closed her eyes letting out a soft hum of satisfaction. "You know I love it when you make this" 

Josh shrugged his shoulder a bit, taking a bite of his food as well. "We haven't been able to chill in a while, just the two of us."

Solana nodded in agreement, placing her fork down "I know baby," she sighed, starting to feel the slight guilt creep up on her. "it's just that- this album is really important to me. I just want it to be great" 

"And it will be," he stated with confidence as the both continued eating. "everything you set your heart to no doubt comes out fire"

Solana smiled. Thankful for the supportive husband she had. "Thank you baby. Your support means everything to me"

"You ain't got to thank me ma, that's what I'm supposed to do" they both finished their food, Josh taking their plates to the sink. "But enough about that." He walked over to her, pulling her up out the chair. "Tonight is about you. There's a bath with your name on it. Your mom got the kids for the night so we're kid free. Go relax and I'll meet you up there"

Solana smiled before nodding her head. She made her way upstairs to their bedroom. Solana let out a gasp as she looked around the bathroom. Rose pedals lead the way to the large jacuzzi tub. 

She stripped out of her clothes, throwing them in the nearby laundry basket. She slowly dipped her body in the water, the warmth instantly relaxing. 

She laid there, soaking for a while. The stress seeming to just melt away by the minute. After a while she washed up before getting out. She put on lotion, throwing on her silk robe before walking out into their bedroom at the same time as Josh.

They both stared at each other before he sauntered over to her. He pulled her close to him, his hands immediately finding their place along her backside. "I know you been working late, but tonight I want you here with me." He slowly caressed her side, each moment Solana melted into him more. "Can you do that for me ma?"

Solana nodded head. Josh smiled slightly, one of his hands found the tie of her robe, quickly unraveling it. The silk material fell to the floor, leaving Solana completely bare. His hand ran up her sides before slightly wrapping around the base of her neck. He pulled her into a kiss that quickly deepened. 

He slowly backed her into the bed, Solana fell backwards as the back of her knees hit the bed. Josh leaned over her, laying some of his body weight on top. Josh lips detached from hers, kissing along her jawline and neck. Solana hands caressed down Josh's back, as he continued leaving tender kisses down her shoulders til he stopped at her chest. 

He took one of her breasts into his mouth, his tongue circling around the sensitive peaks. Solana let out a low whimper. Once he felt satisfied, he continued moving down til he was positioned in-between her legs. He kissed down her inner thigh, each one sending flutters through her lower abdomen. 

He continued to kiss down her inner thigh til he reached her glistening intimacy. He didn't bother with the teasing, diving straight in, taking a long swipe of his tongue in-between her folds. Solana's breath hitched at the contact, her hands immediately finding their place within his curly hair. 

He entered two fingers into her, causing her gasp at the new sensation. Solana back arched as the strong wave of pleasure washed over her "J-josh" she let out a shaky moan. 

Josh knew exactly what she wanted and he was more than happy to give it to her. His lips wrapped around the sensitive bundle of nerves, slightly sucking on it harder. Solana felt the knot in her stomach come undone, letting out a long moan.

Josh didn't stop the strokes of his fingers, kissing up her stomach til he reached the side of her neck. Kissing the sensitive spot right by her ear. He could feel her clench around his fingers as she began to squirm. "W-wait baby it's too much" she moaned out "I c-can't-"

"Yes you can" Josh cut her off, speeding up the strokes of his fingers, Solana hand immediately latching on his wrist. "Give me another one, you can do it baby" Solana breathe caught in her throat as the second orgasm hit harder than the first one, letting out a loud moan. "That's my girl" he smirked, pulling his fingers out. 

Solana bit her bottom lip as she watched him licked her essence off his fingers, before he leaned down to kiss her. She moaned into kiss as she tasted herself on his tongue. 

During the kiss, Josh swiftly took off his pajama bottoms lining himself up with her entrance. He thrust his hips forward, earning a gasp from Solana. He stilled his hips to allow her time to adjust. Solana let out a low whimper. 

"What you need baby?" Solana shifted her hips, Josh immediately took one of his hands to keep her still. "Tell me what you need princess" 

"I need you" she let out almost whisper-like. Wrapping her legs around him tighter to pull him closer. 

"I gotchu' baby," He leaned down, beginning to kiss and suck on the sensitive spot along her neck. He quickly found a steady thrust, gripping her hips for support. It wasn't long before Solana's body began to shudder and that familiar knot began to form in her lower abdomen. 

"Josh" she whimpered out a moan. Josh groan as he felt her clench around him. He angled his hips slightly, hitting a new spot that made Solana wrap her legs tighter around his waist. "Baby I'm cumming"

Josh let out a deep groan "Hold it" he stated with authority. He turned them over, Solana now straddling his waist. This new angle allowing him to go deeper. Solana moaned at the new position, her nails leaving their mark along his fully tatted back and shoulders. 

"Baby I can't hold it" she moaned out throwing her head back. 

"Look at me," he commanded. When she didn't he placed underneath the base of her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Who takes better care of you than me?" Solana couldn't come up with any words to say, her mind clouded by the feeling of Josh repeatedly hitting her spot. 

He sent a smack to her backside, she moaned out at the stinging sensation. "I won't ask again Solana" his voice dropping an octave. 

"N-nobody takes better care of me than you" she let out a shaky moan. Feeling the knot in her stomach grow stronger. 

"That's right and don't you forget that" he pulled her into a searing kiss. The hand on her neck fell down to her waist. He moaned out as he felt his own release nearing. He felt her start to slow down her movements. He gripped her waist, repeatedly slamming her down onto his lap. 

Solana pulled away from the kiss "Baby I can't hold it any longer" she whined, desperate for a release.

"Let it out ma" They both came together, letting out long drawn out moans. Josh pulling her into a bear hug position. Breathing heavy as the came down from their climax. 

Josh kept her wrapped in his arms, laying back onto the pillows. Once they caught their breath, he felt Solana's labored breathing. Signaling she was knocked out. He slightly chuckled before slowly pulling out of her, going into the bathroom to get a warm rag. He leaned over Solana, careful to not wake her as he cleaned her off. He discarded the rag before getting back in bed, pulling her into his arms drifting off to sleep soon afterwards.

Solana walked around the packed out venue greeting and having conversations with different label executives and other music artists. Tonight was the party for her album, that was finally releasing tomorrow.

She was extremely happy to be able to put out this project that she been working on for so long. All those late nights in the studio was paying off. 

Though she was happy and excited for the release, she couldn't help but to feel a bit a sadness. Josh wasn't able to make it since he had to travel. Which she understood just how demanding his career was, just like hers. 

Solana ended her conversation with her label's president, going back up to the private section she had. She grabbed a drink before walking over to the balcony area looking over the sea of people, vibing out to one of her old songs. 

She was deep in thought until a familiar deep voice pulled her out her head. "There's the woman of the hour" Solana quickly turned around, her eyes widen at the sight of Josh. She nearly ran into his arms, hugging him tightly.

"Baby what are you doing here? I thought you had a show?" Solana smiled pulling back just a little, arms still wrapped around him. "I thought you had a title match?"

"You thought I was going to miss the most important night of my woman's career?" he raised his eyebrow playfully. "Title matches will come around, but I want to be here with you"

Solana slightly blushed "Thank you for coming. It really means a lot too me" 

Josh wrapped his arms tighter around her waist, "You know I care bout everything you do" he leaned in pecking her lips a few times. "Why don't we go enjoy your night" 

Solana nodded her head. She grabbed his hand leading him deeper into the private section. For the rest of the night her and Josh stayed near each other, occasionally dancing to the beats of her songs. 

Once the beat slowed down, Josh wrapped his arms Solana from behind. They swayed slowly to song, Solana resting her head on his chest. 

She was pulled out her trance when she heard someone calling her name. She looked over seeing her manager Angela. "Hey Solana you want to say a few words, it's almost midnight"

Solana nodded her head, taking Josh hands as she walked towards the stage. The DJ phased out the music before she began talking. 

"Hey everyone," she smiled as she sent a small wave. "I just want to take the time to thank each and everyone of you for coming out tonight. This album means so much to me and I am so excited for the world to hear it. I couldn't have done this without the support of my team, Ken for working late nights with me, and the support of my husband and family" she looked at Josh as he sent a wink towards her "Again thank you for coming out to support me. Y'all enjoy Lana"

Every cheered for her as she walked off the stage and the DJ began playing one of the new songs off the album. Solana walked right into Josh's awaiting arms, giving her a kiss on her forehead. 

"I'm proud of you" Josh peered down at her, giving her a slight smile. 

She leaned up giving him a kiss, savoring this little small moment "Thank you baby". Solana felt extremely grateful in this moment. For the rest of the night the couple enjoyed themselves, celebrating the success of her newest album. 

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Serendipity - Ch. 15

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*Time Skip- 3 weeks before Royal Rumble*

"Fuck" I moaned out as Jey and I released together. We both laid on top of each other, breathing before we quickly got ourselves together, grabbing our stuff off the floor. 

I snapped the back of my top as I turned towards Jey "We can't be doing quickies at work"

"I didn't hear no complaints when I was-" I cut him off when I hit his chest.

"oh shut up" he laughed as he smacked my ass.

"You know I'm just playing with you" he pulled me to him bringing me into a lingering kiss. It lasted a little longer than it should've and we both had to pull away. "Let me go before I have your ass bent over again"

I gave him a final kiss "good luck on your match Main Event"

"Yeet" he pecked my lips once again before leaving out. Once I made sure I was good I left out the room to go look for Bi and Jade. 

I finally found them in catering just talking away. "Hey girlies" I hugged both of them and took a seat the table.

"What's up champ" Bi hugged be back "I am in love with your gear"

(Yall know the drill, just ignore Bianca's name and the EST 😂 imagine Rhyan's name on it)

"It looks so good, Sandra did that!" Jade gave me a once over and smacked my ass, as I did a little twerk and we all laughed. 

"Thanks y'all, what y'all been up to?"

Bianca shook her head "nothing much, what about you? How are you and your boo?" 

"I haven't been up to much, and we're in a great space" I smiled as the girls cooed 

"I am so happy for you sis! Especially after you know who" Bi eyed me.

"Oh girl don't even bring him up, I am in a happy space with Jey, I see a future with us"

The girls gave me a shocked look "meaning like marriage and kids?" Jade asked.

I nodded "We haven't talked about it yet, but definitely, that's going to be my husband!" we all busted out laughing. 

We continued our conversation until it was time for me to do a backstage interview with Cathy and Liv. 

I walked over to the interview area where I seen them waiting for me. We quickly went over what our segment would look like and got into our positions, and I quickly got into character.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, at this time I am joined by the WWE Women's World Champion, Rhyan Simone" I stepped into frame and the crowd made a mixture of cheers and boos. 

"Rhyan, you have been on a dominant run this past year, your match against Rhea Ripley has some saying that has been the best women's match in a long while, what do you say to that?"

I smirked "Cathy that has to be an insult, now don't get me wrong, Rhea and I tore the house down at Survivors Series, I have gained much respect for Rhea" I adjusted the title on my shoulder as I turned towards Cathy. 

"Now, I don't agree that the match is the best women's match, it is the greatest match off all time, hell any match involving me is the greatest match of all time, any woman who steps in the ring with me gets the best match ever in their career-"

Soon Liv attacked me from the back, she had the upper hand until I quickly took her down. We were trading blows and yelling at each other as security quickly pulled us apart. 

After the segment, I had a few minutes til my next segment with Pearce. I went to the glam team for them to fix my hair and any touch up on my makeup. 

I soon made it to Pearce's office for our next segment. Bianca & Jade were just finishing their match against Damage CTRL. The cameraman gave us a go ahead and I entered his office. 

"Pearce!" I slammed the door as Pearce stood up startled.

"Rhyan, my pleasure-"

"Yeah it is your pleasure, you know why I am here, give me Liv next week" I leaned over glaring right in his face.

"You and Liv next week" he swallowed nervously "You-"

"In a last woman standing match, the title on the line" the crowd erupted in cheers after I made the request.

"Next week," he nodded "you got it" the crowd erupted in even more cheers as I exited his office. 

I made it back to my dressing room just as Jey came through the door. 

"Are you crazy or what?"

I busted out laughing "what you mean?"

"A last woman standing match?" he looked at me like I was crazy. 

"Oh what? You don't think I stand a chance?" I raised my eyebrow at him just to tease. His face immediately dropped.

"No, no I'm not saying that, I just want you to be careful"

I smiled as I walked over and wrapped my arms around his neck. "I appreciate that baby" I leaned in for a quick kiss "I will be alright, if anything they should warn her about me" 

"Yeet" he pecked my lips again, sending a smack to my backside letting go "I got to go but meet me at our usual spot when your'e ready to go"

"Good luck, stay safe" we did our handshake and he left out the door. 

During Jey's match I just chilled with the girls. Once his match was over I quickly gathered my stuff and met Jey in our usual spot. 

He grabbed my bags along with his and we got into the rental car heading to the hotel. After we both did our night routine, we both cuddled up in bed. 

I decided to take this time to talk to Jey. 

"Babe where do you see us in a few years from now?"

"I see us married, with some mini me's running around"

"So you would want more children" I leaned up so I could look him in the eyes. 

"With you? Of course I would"

I smiled as I cuddled up to him more. "How many more would you want?"

"I want 9 more, 8 more boys and 1 girl" I instantly sat up as he started laughing "I'm just kidding"

"Don't play like that, bout to give me heart palpitations" I said as I laid back down. 

"I'm just kidding man don't worry, but I definitely want 4 or 5 more youngins"

I nodded my head "that I can agree on"

"Now that you picked my brain, what about you, where do you see us?"

"Just the same as you, married with kids, living in a big enough house to fit both of our families" I leaned my head up to make eye contact "speaking of families, my mother wants to meet you"

"I can meet her next time you come down"

"I can make that happen" I got more comfortable in his arms and sleep soon found us.

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Serendipity - Ch. 14

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Jey POV

*A Few Days Later*

Druitt's trip to Atlanta was coming to an end, as she stood on the side of the bed packing her bag.

I walked over behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. I laid my head on her shoulder, swaying us slightly back and forth. 

"Hey honey, what you doing?" she said as she continued packing.

"Nothing, just spending time with you" she folded the last shirt, then turned around in my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck. 

"Awee are you going to miss me" she said in a teasing tone. I hugged her tighter, pulling her closer. Leaning down, brushing my lips on hers.

"Of course that's without a doubt" 

"Well I am going to miss you too" She leaned up more closing the gap between, engulfing ourselves in a lingering kiss. We stayed there for a few moments then pulled away. 

"Let's compromise, my parents and brother are coming out to Florida for Thanksgiving" she rubbed her finger through my beard "Why don't you and Jeyce come out there as well"

"That sounds like a plan to me, then how about you come here for Christmas"

She smiled up at me "Sounds like a plan Main Event" I let her go and let her finish packing up. I helped her with the bags downstairs. 

Jeyce came around the corner and went to give Dru a hug. 

"I don't want you to leave" 

She hugged him tighter and ruffled his hair "It's ok buddy you'll see me soon, I told your dad that you guys can come to my house down in Florida"

He pulled back with an excited expression on his face "Really?"

She laughed as she shook her head "yes really buddy"

She gave him a final hug and he ran off back to his game room. I placed her bags in the car and we left to the airport. 

"I am glad your mom and son like me" she sighed as she leaned back in her seat.

"I had no doubt they would, you are a lovable person" I grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it as she smiled.

Once we pulled up to the airport and got her bags out I pulled her into another hug and a kiss. 

"You know the drill, call me when you land beautiful"

She leaned up and pecked my lips again "I will, I love you see you on Monday"

"I love you more" with one final hug she grabbed her things and went inside, as I got back in my car and headed back home.

Druitt POV

*A Few Days Later*

I was walking to hair and makeup to finish getting ready for the night. I met up with Jess & Michelle, the glam team. They were finishing up with Indi.

"Hey Indi!" I went up and hugged her. We started in NXT together before I was drafted up a few years ago. "How have you been?"

"Hey girl, I've been good, how's champ life?"

"It is a lot easier chasing the title than trying to keep it I'll tell you that" we both laughed "Maybe one day me and you can throw down in the ring, like the good old days in NXT"

"I wouldn't be opposed to that" Jess and Michelle finished up with her and we hugged on last time and she left. I sat down in the chair and they began working their magic.

(outfit- I know this was Naomi gear but pretend there is a R instead of a N)

(Hair/Makeup & Gear)

*A Few Moments Later*

I was walking to the interview area as I had a backstage segment with Kayla. I noticed Jackie and Jey doing an interview. Jey was looking really good in his gear, and his shades. I've noticed he had his grills in. I looked over and seen how Jackie was looking at him and raised my eyebrow. 

I watched as they concluded the interview and Jackie was talking to Jey, touching his shoulder and batting her eyes. I shook my head and watched the whole interaction. Jey politely moved her hand and ended the conversation, letting her know he was seeing someone. He finally noticed I was standing there and his eyes widen. 

I smiled as I walked up "hey guys"

Jackie turned to me and smiled "hey girl, what's going on"

"Nothing much, about to do this interview with Kayla" I turned to Jey who was just looking in between us "What's up uce"

Jey raised his eyebrow but quickly fixed his expression "Im good ... uce" he looked me up and down. It was very hard not to break character right now. Thankfully Kayla walked up to cause a distraction.

"Hey Dru you ready?"

"Yeah I'm ready" Jey and Jackie walked away as Kayla and I setup and did the interview. 

Afterwards I made it back to my dressing room, and before I could even fully close the door, my back was up against the wall. 

"So I'm uce now?"

I couldn't help but laugh at his facial expression "What? Everybody calls you uce?"

"Yeah, but you ain't everybody" I smirked "it's babe, baby or anything else"

"Ok babe" I laughed as he let me go and gathered up all my stuff. We grabbed our things and drove back to the hotel. 

I was doing my night routine when I came out the bathroom "Hey can you hand me that bag over there"

He reached over towards my things and grabbed my small bag and handed it to me. 

"Thanks uce" and before I knew it I was pulled onto the bed, letting out a squeal. 

"What did I tell you earlier?"

"What? I can't remember" I softly laughed as I saw something flash in his eyes

"Don't worry" he leaned up taking his shirt off "I am going to help you remember"

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Y’all know I like to do song based One Shots. Comment some songs yall want me to write to and the wrestler ☺️.

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Took a little break but I am back to posting ☺️ two chapters for Serendipity is going up tomorrow before Smackdown.

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Thank youuuu 🥹 this means so much!

what are some of your fav blogs on tumblr? Or some friends youve made? i want to follow more blogs

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